HE IS A HELPER

The rental SUV that John hired glided to a stop under the rain-slicked portico of The Veridian.

I stared up from the window at the luxury hotel. It wasn't at all what I expected; it was beyond my expectations. This hotel is undeniably very expensive.

“Here we are,” John said, opening the door for me.

I was still staring when he carried Angel out and adjusted her nose mask.

"What do you think? Is it too low for you?"

"Of course not, it's rather too expensive," I replied.

"Mommy, when are we going home?" Angel asked.

John looked at me.

I bent down to her height.

"Baby, soon, okay? Mommy has been busy the past months..."

Years actually.

"I want us to bond more during this short break. We will go back home soon."

I added.

She nodded.

I straightened and looked around, as if Marcus had his vultures watching from every corner.

I also don't want paparazzi to spot us.

I hope my disguise is enough to hide my identity. I had a plain gray scarf over my hair and the lower half of my face, large